Also? That other post? The one that is in my reader but mysteriously missing from your blog? Hi-fucking-larious. I have tears. And I made a complete fool of myself trying to cover laughing with coughing. I might have snotted myself.

All I'm saying is, there's clearly money to be made. And we're not making it. If I knew any dwarves/little people/whateverthefucktheywanttobecalleds I'd have them naked and bent over so fast it would make their little tiny heads spin. Actually, they usually have pretty normal sized heads. How the fuck did this tangent start? I'm a gonna shut up now.

Pistols: So we've eliminated the possibility of you being a ten-year-old Asian boy, because they can spell everything.

Blues: Ginny's a sucker. Maybe I should fuck with your blog some more. I tried to change your header, by the way, and it didn't work. So I got depressed and posted that video about genitals instead. Which I stole from Renal Failure.

Gypsy: I want to leave it up there, but I feel that it may be unnecessarily incriminating to someone, and it's better to wait for a go ahead.

Franki: I've seen that one. Don't tell anyone, but at the end the guy gets the guy.

Mike: Who knew there were so many people into Lord of the Rings?

Ginny: If you bend a dwarf in half, you need a long reach to get down there. We could just make some ourselves. You just need to cut off your legs at the knee.

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So, I have a tendency to start sentences with, "So, I have a tendency…” Sometimes I go places, wander off, get lost, and find my way back without realizing I was lost in the first place. And then everyone's all, "where've you been?" and I'm all, "I dunno, over there somewhere." Sometimes I skip breakfast and regret it later.